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Small Things
- July 26, 2005
"... the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven." Matthew 18:3
Boarding the plane in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida, I noticed there were a lot of kids grouped ahead of me. Sixty-five, to be exact, were headed for summer camp. Once onboard, the airline attendant cruised the aisle, checking paperwork against who was actually seated in which seat. "It's too early for this," she quipped, with a twinkle in her eye, "but I know who the ringleaders are!"
The younger kids were so obviously excited as they chattered and laughed. During take-off, their arms went up in the air as if they were on a roller coaster. The older ones exchanged knowing glances that said, "Glad we are more mature than that."
Girls with very long, straight hair, sporting at least one toe ring on each sandaled foot, and boys in baggies and T-shirts moving back and forth in the aisle and climbed over seats with hand-held electronic devices. Adult passengers read newspapers, looked at cell phones that couldn't be turned on yet, and napped.
The little ones' exuberance sustained for the entire flight. Every single part of their experience was an adventure to be celebrated, from the video headsets to the drink cart and the telephones on the seat backs. No doubt, the kids were all looking forward to getting to the camp destination. However, it didn't diminish the full joy of the moment. Their excitement was in the present. Isn't great to be a kid?
The best things in life do come in small packages. A little wooden placque in our home reads, "God's biggest blessings are little ones." Each new day, I will hopefully be aware of His gift of the precious present... in the small things.
Contributed by Sally I. Kennedy
- July 26, 2005
"... the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven." Matthew 18:3
Boarding the plane in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida, I noticed there were a lot of kids grouped ahead of me. Sixty-five, to be exact, were headed for summer camp. Once onboard, the airline attendant cruised the aisle, checking paperwork against who was actually seated in which seat. "It's too early for this," she quipped, with a twinkle in her eye, "but I know who the ringleaders are!"
The younger kids were so obviously excited as they chattered and laughed. During take-off, their arms went up in the air as if they were on a roller coaster. The older ones exchanged knowing glances that said, "Glad we are more mature than that."
Girls with very long, straight hair, sporting at least one toe ring on each sandaled foot, and boys in baggies and T-shirts moving back and forth in the aisle and climbed over seats with hand-held electronic devices. Adult passengers read newspapers, looked at cell phones that couldn't be turned on yet, and napped.
The little ones' exuberance sustained for the entire flight. Every single part of their experience was an adventure to be celebrated, from the video headsets to the drink cart and the telephones on the seat backs. No doubt, the kids were all looking forward to getting to the camp destination. However, it didn't diminish the full joy of the moment. Their excitement was in the present. Isn't great to be a kid?
The best things in life do come in small packages. A little wooden placque in our home reads, "God's biggest blessings are little ones." Each new day, I will hopefully be aware of His gift of the precious present... in the small things.
Contributed by Sally I. Kennedy
